527: C527 return to the sect

C527 return to the sect

After muttering to himself irresolutely for a while, Zhou Tong nodded his head and said, "Dragon Lord please be at ease. I will say that all the seniors found a Soul Treasure in the Magical Beast Mountain Range. However, when they were fighting with others for the Soul Treasure, they were all killed by a mysterious expert.0

As he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Tong's sword fall, slashing towards his own chest. Instantly, his clothes were torn apart, and blood splashed out, dyeing his clothes red. In addition to the sword in his arm from before, his injuries could be said to be severe.

But compared to being able to advance into the Spirit Sea and live a prosperous life, what was this little injury worth?

"Not bad, as a man, I admire you for being able to bend and submit." Seeing that, Long Bufan could not help but feel gratified, and then, he flipped his hand and retrieved ten golden sound transmitting s from the storage bag, passing them over to Zhou Tong, "You can keep these sound transmitting. If you have any important news, you can always send a sound transmission to me."

"Alright."

Zhou Tong solemnly nodded his head. After keeping the sound transmitting, he stepped on the sword beam and soared into the sky, flying towards the direction of the Yinyang Sect s of the northern region of the Heavenly Flame Emperor Kingdom.

Looking at his figure that gradually disappeared into the night sky, Long Bufan softly sighed. This matter had finally come to an end, and it was time for him to return to the sect.

Because he had been delayed by three days in order to set a trap in his territory, the sect mission deadline would expire tomorrow. So now he had to hurry back through the night, otherwise, if the mission was cancelled, then all his hard work these days would have been in vain ?

After that, Long Bufan returned to the City Lord's Mansion and hastily gathered An Sen, Bo Xiong, Da Qiang, and the group of loyal subordinates, and selected a set of sect cultivation methods for each of them, and gave them a large amount of Foundation Establishment pills to purify their bodies. Only after giving some instructions on how to pay attention to their territory did he race away from the Storm Territory, and quickly rushed to the Spirit Profound Martial House.

However, when they left this time, Long Bufan didn't bring the Blood-eyed Demonic Bear along, but placed it near his territory in the Beast Mountain Range, secretly protecting the Stormwind, in case there were other people from the Yinyang Sect who came to cause trouble. The Blood-eyed Demonic Bear that were used to living in the wilderness would naturally happily accept its master's orders. Afterwards, it began to silently practice its old way of refining myrtle fruit in the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

Just like this, with Little White in tow, Long Bufan flew across the sky while facing the falling snowflakes, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night sky.

The sky gradually brightened. The Spirit Profound Martial House, who was located in the southern region of Heavenly Flame Emperor Kingdom, had been snowing heavily for three days now and the dense amount of snowflakes was like goose feathers scattering everywhere, dancing in the sky.

The entire Spirit Profound Martial House was enveloped in a vast expanse of white. Every morning, there would be service disciple s from various sects sweeping the corridors of each hall.

At this time, in the outer hall of the Spirit Profound Martial House, the deacon Sun Yang who was in charge of registration was holding a book written by a common folk and reading it attentively. Even though the sky was cold outside, a fire rune circle was set up in the hall, and wind curtains were hung on the doors and windows.

Although the cold wind howled outside, the interior of the hall was as warm as spring. With the operation of the fire rune array formation, the entire hall felt warm.

"The weather has suddenly become so cold in the past two days, and there are a lot less sect disciples who have come to receive missions." Looking at the cold and desolate hall, and the snow and ice outside, the corner of Sun Yang's mouth curled into a smile. This kind of situation where no one was disturbing him, was the most suitable for reading.

"Creak ~"

However, just as Little Shu was enjoying herself, Mission Hall's big door was suddenly pushed open. The wind screen was also lifted.

"Whew ~"

In a split-second, a piercing cold wind blew in. Sun Liang couldn't help but feel a bit cold. He raised his head in annoyance and looked at the youth that walked in. However, when he saw the wind, he was stunned.

Because, the person who had just come was actually Long Bufan, who had just returned from Stormwind!

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